Ludacris — Lunch Money Ludaverses Freestyle

[Verse] Smoke somethin', yeah I desire another blunt Get 'em lit and keep 'em fired like Donald Trump Back of the 'Lac, ?slash? the trunk gotta dump- Speakers on Hercules pockets on Professor Klump Fuck y'all, I'm riding until the muffler drags Slap a bitch silly put a milli in my duffle bag Hustle back, growlin' like a wolf that's on Wall Street Mink on my floorboards, ostrich on my car seats And the steering wheel I paid a couple G's for it Dashboard lookin' like a chopped down a tree for it Lumberjack with tracks got yo girl on her back Keep dimes with me like a nigga sellin sacks- I'm trapped In between a rock and a hard place Smokin' a Cohiba in the tub like I'm Scarface Me that's who, bitch I'm a renegade- Old school Chevy breakin' speeds on the interstate New school rappers spit a verse getting choked up Backwards ass niggas takin' shots then they post up Me I'm shooting threes from the N-C-double-A line Burn like these niggas vampires in the daytime Last Boy Scout last real nigga reppin' What's three strikes to a third-time felon ?Nathan? all you rappers subliminal when you say thangs Playing on these tracks and get hit by a freight train